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coye s
Songwriter:in
dylvinci beats
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
(Dylvinci got the code)
It's time to get high, album turned in
Back to back in Suburbans
I only slide if it's worth
I fell in love 'cause she earned it, uh
I told the bro to pull up 'cause he like to swerve this shit
I keep on signing my name on receipts, only thing I know in cursive
Told my bro, "Shit, I might be allergic"
Took every bridge and I burned it
Fuck it, I'll make this shit permanent
Got a bad bitch on my nerves and shit
Only reason that I put up with it, she can't even fit inside her Lululemon
I got two more minutes, then I'm gone
Who you kidding, babe? We grown
I'm making too much to sit on the phone
I made some money, put wheels on the road
Baby, I'm saving this shit 'fore it gone
We keep this shit on the low, if you know then you know
She ain't gotta tell me, I know
Cost me an arm and a leg, and I made back both
She ain't gotta check her phone
When she pull up, she already know we on, yeah
Come buy a hook, I'm like, "Triple that"
We can make money like twenty ways
I'm different from y'all, I won't ever change
She know 'bout me, I don't know what's her name
Starve it away on that Lil Wayne
I've been locked in on this album, baby
I've been working, now it's time to celebrate
It's time to get high, album turned in
Back to back in Suburbans
I only slide if it's worth
I fell in love 'cause she earned it, uh
I told the bro to pull up 'cause he like to swerve this shit
I keep on signing my name on receipts, only thing I know in cursive
Told my bro, "Shit, I might be allergic"
Took every bridge and I burned it
Fuck it, I'll make this shit permanent
Got a bad bitch on my nerves and shit
Only reason that I put up with it, she can't even fit inside her Lululemon
I got two more minutes, then I'm gone
Who you kidding, babe? We grown
I'm making money, that ain't my fault
Baby, this is what you signed up for
She pull up to the stu' just to sit in her car
Then she get mad when I open the door
She came from Memphis, she ain't listen at all
Sixteen zips, I'm high tomorrow
She slept on me, that shit her loss
She trip one day, the next she not
She flipped from me, go to Equinox
Can we just let this rock?
You like that shit? I ain't seen no cops
You know it's legal, I'm still on the watch
Dylvinci sent me this beat and I had to go off
I need to release the vault
Only been a couple weeks and it feel so long
It's time to put this shit on
It's time to get high, album turned in
Back to back in Suburbans
I only slide if it's worth
I fell in love 'cause she earned it, uh
I told the bro to pull up 'cause he like to swerve this shit
I keep on signing my name on receipts, only thing I know in cursive
Told my bro, "Shit, I might be allergic"
Took every bridge and I burned it
Fuck it, I'll make this shit permanent
Got a bad bitch on my nerves and shit
Only reason that I put up with it, she can't even fit inside her Lululemon
I got two more minutes, then I'm gone
Who you kidding, babe? We grown
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